to Jade Goody - a prayer
In those moments in her time
Life is glory forced to mime
What she cherished all in short
Leaving two sons quest is fought
Sad the struggle towards the end
Spirit strong shall never bend
Reality shows those what we saw
Had her fight both tooth and claw
In india's heart she rose to fame
With Shilpa Shetty's row to name
Made up well they lived as friends
The crave to meet as life so ends
A strong willed woman the world to see
A heart cries out 'I'll honor thee'
TIBUTE
You've won the battle to be born again
Start off from where you left unslain
Your mind so strong the will to come back
Two sons look up to heaven - never lack
Luv, arya - a mother of two sons too! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
By aryaindia
Author's comments:
A pathetic uprising from a crying heart..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem